Chapter 67

512 20 6
                                    

My eyes grow wider as I take in the scene in front of me.

Jake has a blonde girl who couldn't be any older than me. she is pinned up against a wall.

Jakes right hand is on her cheek, the other is holding her hair back. he is roughly kissing her while her two hands are intertwined in his nearly black hair.

I could not imagine the terrified look on my face in that moment. It was as if everything I once believed about Jake being a better person was dissolved. along with my happiness.

I knew deep down inside of me I could not forgive Jake for this.

If I can't expect myself to forgive Jake for this how do I expect him to forgive me for Aaron.

I let out a whimper and run to my dorm before either of them Could look at me.

I hear the blonde girl say.

"Who was that?"

"Just some whore don't worry" I could hear the smug in jakes voice.

With those words I could litterally hear my heart crack into millions of pieces.

Maybe I am a whore.

Time (a Jake Foushee fan fiction)Where stories live. Discover now